<p>“What's the reason for this early call? Or is there trouble?”</p><p>“Hmm, I had no choice but to call you, Zuby. My mind is really unsettled.”</p><p>“Tell me, Feenah.”</p><p>“Today, when I got to the office, I found Oga (the boss) already there, smiling. At first, I thought the smile was for me. I was so hopeful that I almost hugged him, but I quickly composed myself. The moment I got close, his expression turned serious, and I panicked. God forbid he met someone else! Zuby, I swear, I can’t stand the thought of Abdallah being with another woman. If he doesn’t marry me, I’ll make sure he never has peace with anyone else.”</p><p>“Feenah, haven’t I told you before? Even though we use charms from the shaman, you still need to make it clear to him that you love him. There’s a particular outfit I saw with Hajiya Riga—some very attractive dresses. Later today, let’s go to her house, and I’ll help you pick something. When you wear it, you’ll be amazed at how he can’t take his eyes off you. Those dresses will ignite his desire, and once you’ve drawn him in, you know what to do—get him into bed. Afterward, we’ll trap him by claiming you’re pregnant. As someone so influential, he won’t risk the scandal. We’ll use that to demand he marries you.”</p><p>“Wow, Zuby! That’s a brilliant idea. I’ll start showing him my feelings more, even though I know he already suspects it. Hmm, once he’s in my hands, he’ll regret ever making us go through so much stress. We’ll make him pay!”</p><p>“Exactly! He’ll realize his mistake. Just don’t let the world make you forget me when you’re Mrs. Namijin Duniya. Don’t act like you’re above your friends.”</p><p>“Come on, Zuby, I’ve stopped doing that. We’re in this together, and we’ll enjoy life to the fullest. People will see us in magazines, for sure.”</p><p>“Alright, Feenah. Let me get going since you’ve woken me up.”</p><p>“Please, when you get to the shaman’s place, ask him if the charms are working. I don’t see any sign of progress.”</p><p>“Alright, but you’ll have to provide something for me to take there.”</p><p>“You know how much we’ve spent on this, Zuby. I’ll transfer some money to you now. Just hurry.”</p><p>“Okay, but don’t be stingy with the amount. The shaman I’m taking you to is used by high-profile clients.”</p><p>“Zuby, you know I’ll spend whatever it takes. I want to be called Mrs. Namijin Duniya. I’m sending the money now. Call me if it’s not enough.”</p><p>“Alright, I’ll be waiting.”</p><p>After ending the call, Zuby burst into laughter. Her mother, who was nearby, turned to her and asked, “What’s funny?”</p><p>Zuby smirked. “That foolish girl is about to send me money, Mum. Then we’ll visit the shaman you trust. Can you imagine? That girl actually thinks I’ll let her marry Namijin Duniya. Over my dead body! After everything, she came and got me fired as his secretary. She thought I’d let it slide? No way! I’ll show her who’s in charge.”</p><p>Her mother chuckled, pleased. “Good. Once the money comes, we’ll go straight to the shaman. He’ll do the ritual, and Namijin Duniya will be yours alone, Zuby.”</p><p>“Exactly, Mum!”</p><p>Meanwhile, at Inteesar's house, she was washing dishes while Khadija helped rinse. Their father, Abbah, walked in and headed straight to his wife’s room, where she was preparing herbal medicines. He sat beside her and said, “It’s time for the girls to leave. I thought I should inform you.”</p><p>“Alright, but make sure you remind them that their earnings will be ours. We know their selfishness too well.”</p><p>“I’ll let them know.”</p><p>He stepped out and called Inteesar. “You!”</p><p>She approached him respectfully and knelt. “Yes, Abbah?”</p><p>“Get ready now. You and Hauwa are going to Namijin Duniya’s company for an interview. Behave yourself there!”</p><p>Inteesar’s heart sank at the mention of Namijin Duniya’s name. Struggling to hide her fear, she responded, “Okay, Abbah. Thank you. May Allah reward you.”</p><p>Before she could leave, her stepmother interrupted, “Don’t be too quick to thank him, you hypocrite. Malam, didn’t you tell her that her salary belongs to us?”</p><p>"I was just about to," he stammered, clearly intimidated.</p><p>While Inteesar and Hauwa were preparing to leave, Hauwa seemed uneasy. Concerned, Inteesar asked, “Hauwa, are you okay? You’ve been quiet.”</p><p>“I’m just worried about going to Namijin Duniya’s company. What if he recognizes us? I’m scared of what he might do.”</p><p>Inteesar scoffed. “Hauwa, you surprise me. He’s the one who wronged us, not the other way around. I don’t regret what I did to him, and if he tries anything again, I’ll retaliate. He can’t treat us however he wants.”</p><p>They continued their conversation until they arrived at the company. As they entered the interview waiting area, Inteesar felt a wave of nervousness but tried to remain composed.</p><p>From his office, Namijin Duniya noticed them and smirked coldly. “So, you’ve walked right into my hands. Now, you’ll learn who Namijin Duniya truly is. I’ll make you regret crossing paths with me, Inteesar.”</p><p> </p><p> </p>
